Tsisperi mtebi anu daujerebeli ambavi

Twenty-two years after I saw it in cinema, Shengelaya's "Blue Mountains" still makes me laugh my ass off every time when I remember virtually ANY of its scenes. I can't forget the obsessive fight off the Honorable Vaso about the Groenland landscape threatening to crash upon his head, the eggs of the Venerable Irodion, or the perpetual answer of Shuqri Gomelauri: "No, I won't read - and YOU KNOW why I don't read!" :( The automatic idiosyncrasies of Zaza Zazaevitch ("Look at them! Playing football with motorcycles! I'm surprised they don't play it with buses!"), and the dementially absurd experiment with the bike's engine gunned inside the offices by Comrade Artem Tschatschanidze - the gorilla-like president of the moto-ball federation who, incidentally, also wrote a poetry manuscript - of love lyrics! The messy fables author who for no reason at all turns into a mining engineer, and his hysteric relationship with the dizzy Aunt Tamara. The daily ritual of the Beautiful Bella's husband and daughter coming to the office, after school, only to see her again courted by Soso... And, most of all, the irresistible absentee characters: Murmanidze, the one who never applied his signature, Kuparadze, the one who always gave a friendly call, and the elusive Guivi, always hidden and silent behind the locked door of his office where the two thugs knock every day: "Guivi, it's us!" - to no avail... Definitely, "The Blue Mountains" remains a masterpiece of the most absurd humor possibly. Imaginative and fresh, fast paced and precise - in a full contrast with the bureaucratic world it's depicting: dumb and stale, sluggish and chaotic. Worth sitting on the same shelf with Beckett's "En attendant Godot", Ionescu's "Rhinocéros" and "La Cantatrice Chauve", and Kafka's "Trial". I still pray to find it one day on the torrents or P2P!

L.E.: I got it! :D I have it on DVD! Wowwwidze!